Saturday, May 4, 2013

Chaos



EEEEGADS!  Life in CHAOS.  My house upside down, my gear in a huge mess, provisions locked behind boards and plastic. I can't reach my underwear buried in a cupboard taped up and hidden under sheets of plastic. My hairbrush has disappeared. I wear flip flops to the market in 50 degree weather because I can't find my socks. The same pair of paint stained cargo pants I wore ten years ago have graced my body for three days now.

Awaking at 7 in the morning I looked out and saw the driveway full of white vans, ladders, drop cloths, and 5 men. They were ready to paint the inside and outside of my house. I thought one painter was coming to scout the situation but here was a team limbering up their paintbrushes. Still in a robe I grabbed my collection of hanging necklaces off the wall and laid them out on the bed, collected my toothbrush, stuffed pajamas from the back of the bathroom door onto the floor of my closet, along with the jumbled up shoes, belts, bags and dirty clothes. Grabbed clean underwear and work clothes just in time as the rolls of plastic flew over and buried all. What could be moved from one room was moved to another and like a game of musical chairs all that was familiar was swept away and relocated. My pillbox was under a pillow, my watch in a strange drawer, my mascara in a box with pencils, and the color I had chosen for the walls was terribly wrong. STOP the MACHINE!



It could have been a tornado that hit so the disconbobulation of having your house painted is mild. When chaos strikes with household explosion my defense is to lay back, smile and reassess. All this stuff!! Freshly painted the rooms look pure, clean, and sublime. Peace melts over me in that empty new room. I am tempted to throw everything out to live an uncluttered life.  After boxing up fourteen boxes of books I have decided to donate at least half of them to the library. Family heirlooms will be sent to family members without their consent to do with as they wish. Spare dishes, music boxes, linens, and  clothes will be donated to Goodwill. I will use my best and donate the rest.

So much I can live without.

1 comment:

  1. My Sympathies ! Painting a house with possessions accumulated over life has to be difficult. But then you have a beautiful house. Good luck!

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